KBelle’s Comments (group member since Nov 25, 2013)

KBelle’s comments from the The Volturi (A Twilight RP) group.

He took a moments pause. "Nothing concerning you" he said at last with a ghost of a smile.

He stopped in place. It was not an abrupt stop. So subtle, in fact, that one would have to look upon him a while to realize he wasn't moving. He slowly turned his gaze upon her, though it was cold and unflinching, his frown deep upon his flawless features. "Yes?"

His smooth and even steps made it appear as if he was gliding. He crossed the hall she was on and paused, yet didn't look to see her, and he kept walking.

Caius let his door sweep shut with a resounding bang, his handmade boots clicking on the marble as he walked down the adjoining hall, not paying attention to much of anything, as he and Athenodora had just gotten into a nasty fight

((Sure))

"Come by any time you wish. Sneak in the way you came the first time and I will find you" he nodded before disappearing out of the doorway.

His body visibly spasmed and stiffened as his hand darted back. "No. Nothing at all. I suppose I should go," he whispered, bumping into the table as he turned, in suspense at being so close to her.

He licked his lips again, her smell overwhelming him. What he wouldn't give to pull her head against his shoulder and pierce her warm flesh with his teeth, her blood like ambrosia. He snapped back to reality and cleared his throat. "Perhaps." he whispered, her smell pulling him in.

((not well. at all lol))

"A tour of the castle?" he smirked and shook his head. His cloak was suddenly on, and he took her hand. "Those offer little insight. They take you a few a couple tourist infested rooms and show you some expensive old tapestries. Nothing to interest..you" he whispered, worry piercing his cold soul at the thought of Aro draining her, unenjoyingly.

"Hmm," he then clearex his throat, his eyes on her neck. "This...was entirely wrong of me. I shouldn't be here," he said finally, turning to get her cloak.

He stiffly looked down upon her. "Fun?" he asked innocently, smoothing his shirt.

He shot her an incredulous look with a smirk. "I will not speak of things such as that, especially in the presence of a lady. Though you are not acting as such," he whispered, licking his lips before leaning back as he thought of Athenadora.

"Not what I meant at all" he chuckled, taking in a deep breath if her scent and holding it a moment. "But it surprised me you're so... Impure" he chuckled.

He chuckled and smoothed her hair. "Well you will have to explain. Because sadly my family and I are very traditional."

"Well it is what you are." He mused. "I would've gone with just childish but your impure intentions you hold in you're yes say different" he finished, standing over her, very close now.

"I do not know. I certainly have never met such a childish siren as you before, however" he smirked, growing unnoticeable closer all the while.

"Perhaps you do," he smiled, smoothing his hair.

"I am here to simply...enjoy your presence" he said finally, closing some if the space between them.

"Don't call me that. " he spat, fists clenching as he set his jaw and his cold black eyes settled upon her.

"Mm. Maybe you want that..." His fingers lightly ran across the makeup that was piled on the dresser next to him. "But I am perfectly fine"